In love with the boy down the hall

I was so super apprehensive before coming to university it was kind of amusing.
Well not really, but you know.
All that crap about not wanting change. It wasn't crap, but it just seems so silly now.

So silly now that I'm here and having the best time.
There's so much to do, it's a little overwhelming but more really great.

I've got such a lovely view from my room. Every sunset is magical and the autumn leaves are gorgeous. The ducks outside in the little pond actually make my morning every day. They're so amusing. The thought of them is properly making me crack up.

The people are fantastic. Our kitchen is clearly the best kitchen but also clearly the messiest. We got a fine this morning, oops. I've called a meeting however. Whether or not anyone will come, I have no idea.
No-one here is really a bait person of any sort. It's nice, bare variety and that. Lots of surprises.
Only one minor drama so far, but that's over now.
The Erasmus students from Italy. Love them so much. They're so beautiful. Like personality wise and on the outside.
I'd like to marry an Italian person. Or someone who has some italian in them and is very in touch with their italian heritage ie. has a house in italy and speaks italian (Y)
They're teaching me the lingo. Score.

Everything just seems to have fallen into place so, so wonderfully.

And so many things have changed already, things in my surroundings and things about me.
But finally I'm learning to embrace the change.

Sugarless tea drinker.
Pacman addict.
Bold person who volunteers to do anything and everything.
Non-raver.

I always was the latter. But moreso now. Maybe. I don't know.

No image uploads for two hours. Boo.
I was only gonna upload pacman. And maybe my face :)

Time to do my laundry now. Fun.

Song of the moment. 'If the stars were mine - Melody Gardot'/'im sh** - cjhk'
Yum :D